Tag: soul
Grief
For griefs sake Mr. Cheerdafuckup. Fucked up memories. Unlocked closets of mysteries. Grieving the silent self and the suppressed me. Somewhere along the centuries of eternity. We will smile again, so for griefs sake,, Mr. Cheerdafuckup.
Gave me a compliment
What’s the kindest thing someone has ever done for you? A lot of my life has been spent living in emotional pain from loneliness. In high school an English teacher I wasn’t even in class with would stop me in the hall and tell me I was doing a good job and to keep my…
Reds Army
I found this cool concept of creating a cast of characters while studying other cartoonist.
Addiction
Dark desolated passage way through, Portal wide apart calling us forward, Running backwards, Horrified faces scream, Silence echoes in return, Caverned hell gapes ahead, Arms stretch outwards grasping for solid soul, Closer we creep, harder we fight, Life in helpless moment, Under the skin we feel those crawling insects of fear, Goosebumps surge as adrenaline…
Contemplations
Sitting here full of contemplations, Mind ticking through file after file, Stacks of discarded memories hover, Floating about the ethereal regions of far off memory, Grasping at strings, Attempting to fill the gaps with empty boxes, Imaginative speculations leading to paranoid delusions, This or that, tit for tat, Crazily spelunking down cavern walls, Deeper into…
Friends Hand in Hand
Maturity shines through my smile, Today I stepped out into the sun, It wasn’t a gray day anymore, Today my life has a reason to smile, I’m surrounded by friends, Near me is my love, Next to me after is my dog, You are always close, friends, A bit of this and a lot of…
Poet Traveler
Living as a poet waging war against emotion, Toeing the line against life’s locomtion, Aggravated until exacerbated, Motion activated, opening memories till, Faster than lightening, Capers robbing emotions caravans, Traveling through life, Mastering the commerce of the soul, Traveler resting weary soul, In the bosom of imagination, Which fuels the poet, Through each war that…
Souls In Poverty
Outside the soul lays the world before it, Inside the body the soul hides from the world, Surrounding the soul is life, In life the soul either thrives or dies, Out of agony the soul cries, While in ecstasy the soul also cries, Bound to this world the soul lives, While those souls unbound surround…
